Say Word Lyrics by Def Squad

Say Word Lyrics


    [ keith murray ]
    Its the return of the lyrical lunatic
    Still kickin rough shit
    What you say? ill slap your stank ass bitch
    I shake and build my craft like an architect
    Teflon style rhymes be gortex
    With the highness of the ruler on my cock
    All this over hip and the hop bullshit gon stop
    It be keith not bill
    Murray not sweat
    Your polotics be politically incorrect
    We keep it hot like sauce
    Flows be definite like well of course
    Def squad go off a rough course
    You weak wack niggas cant do me none
    Five hundred radian height i run wit the sun
    Apparently you need to check my pedigree
    And do the knowledge to the s c i e n c e
    Fake ones fear it
    Real ones cheer it
    Cause they all feel me from the wound of the human spirit
    Wit logic and breaches i justify my means
    See you on the scene
    Fuck you up like tyson did the big screen
    And fagll rock yeah bees like that
    If you kill my dog im a slay your cat

    [ chorus: def squad ]
    Say word ( 7x )

    [ redman ]
    Face off wit castor troy
    Strap your boys
    Hook yall to answer cant bang half the noise
    Ask dunkin hines got my shits twice as moist
    Plus status
    Do it to a t b a for rackets
    Pull out the vicks 44 cough suppressant
    Then talk about me on hbo cab confessions
    Got a bitch gobanas
    Hangin out the honda
    She should have thought about no before she smoked my dime up
    I smoke wit the luniz out in the bay
    Before you get smoked i ask who you wit wit jay
    Its bizarre hyphen are
    Make mics dissolve
    My penmanship run concurrent wit lightnin rods
    I clap you in the spine when i grab on mine
    You so soft i should call you 101.9
    When i pull out the denim
    And break the call minum
    You stupid i act stupid right along wit ya

    [ chorus ]

    [ erick sermon ]
    I step out the truck like you want somethin
    Make you either mad faced you punked up and start frontin
    Fly guy, the type to flash the figure
    Same type who would cold backstab his nigga
    I know you, you a hater
    You might pull a plaug at a concert to stop the crowd motivator
    Your envy is strong
    Outlook is wrong
    Dont compete wit the vet my track recs too long
    Mercedes wack but theyre pumpin the song
    Recitin it word for word when my tune comes on
    Clowns your whole steez is out of bounds
    Your carrying and walkin
    When you shouldnt be talkin
    Bitch him, call cube and the mob to lench him
    Call up his pop duke put 5 on his pension
    Theres a few things ive got to mention
    Def squad be the name and boys the definition
    Thats my word

    [chorus]

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